On Friday I drove through the fog to rural Wisconsin. Spent several hours with good company, good conversation, and good food. I can’t say much more for now–other than that all of this, a chocolate lab, a few red barns, and a white-on-everything snowfall made what could have been a highly stressful day rather, instead, a gift.
A vision of the kind of place I want to be a part of. A few moments there. Gladness that others want it, too.
And then, you know, Wisconsin. It’s always seemed an invitingly beautiful state to me. (Pictures of the Minnesota/Wisconsin weekend forthcoming . . . once I track down my SD card reader . . . too easily misplaced!)
Home from travels, and considering others.
Kinds of Honey 